How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

also dissatisfied with your

 

The mood was strange.

 

couldn’t take their eyes off

 

them would turn around any minute now, storming out of the door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was dwindling, something I couldn’t quite put my finger

 

chest to chest

 

you’re at least not dissatisfied with,

 

that, it didn’t mean anything. There are a hell

 

you doing here, then? Hurry up

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

if there was still space left

 

if you don’t participate in the

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him

 

man was twice her size, but

 

people were, and why I was here, as I took in the scene of the man and woman’s

 

a while now, and the sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down on the couple clutching each

 

and hopeless and wretched all at

 

woman’s eyes turned to

 

ghost in this dream, after all. Someone from the

 

somehow, that woman smiled at me—a

 

The face I hadn’t

 

The woman was me.

 

Borgia, that’s you…

 

Then, that man is…

 

check, to see, to make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t call out to

 

room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman vanished and I lost myself to the shadows in this empty and

 

***

 

had me twitching, trying

 

tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to the bed I was lying

 

I? Who got me here? What happened at the

 

as I slowly woke up, I turned my

 

I wanted to cry.

 

overjoyed to see him safe and lying next to me, looking like he hadn’t just

 

taking him in, my eyes leaving no part of his face

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

and run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want

 

hoarse, almost a whisper in the soft breeze. “Why didn’t you tell

 

really thinking of anything. It felt like it didn’t

 

had done in my previous life and everything I had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes, like a movie stuck on repeat

 

in my own body

 

him with was low and hoarse as well, a whisper I breathed out. “Because

 

“What…?”

 

I was, was an illusion. Once it broke, everyone

 

I knew very well, something that had revealed itself

 

adoptive parents had been with me once they realized I wasn’t what they had wanted me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I wasn’t the perfect sister, always composed and

 

been

 

“Always.”

 

curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at. “Were all the people around you blind

 

mean… I’m already in a situation where I’m

 

with my numb finger, gently at first until I pressed hard on the bone of his cheek, wondering if

 

on gazing at me with that same

 

free, he could embrace me fully, enveloping me in his warmth, but he did

 

torso and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and

 

my head felt so

 

I didn’t remember it

 

not your fault. It’s not always all about you,

 

arrogant man,

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